Fame and riches are fleeting. Stupidity is eternal

Fame and riches are fleeting. Stupidity is eternal

Fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid.

Fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid.

What shall I do to be forever known,
And make the age to come my own?

What shall I do to be forever known,
And make the age to come my own?

Who fears not to do ill fears the name,
And free from conscience, is a slave to fame.

Who fears not to do ill fears the name,
And free from conscience, is a slave to fame.

To myself alone do I owe my fame.
[Fr., Je ne dois qu'a moi seul toute ma renommee.]

To myself alone do I owe my fame.
[Fr., Je ne dois qu'a moi seul toute ma renommee.]

What is the end of Fame? 'tis but to fill
A certain portion of uncertain paper:
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What is the end of Fame? 'tis but to fill
A certain portion of uncertain paper:
Some liken it to climbing up a hill,
Whose summit, like all hills, is lost in vapour:
For this men write, speak, preach, and heroes kill,
And bards burn what they call their "midnight taper,"
To have, when the original is dust,
A name, a wretched picture, and worse bust.

And what after all is everlasting fame? Altogether vanity.

And what after all is everlasting fame? Altogether vanity.

I awoke one morning and found myself famous.

I awoke one morning and found myself famous.

Famous people state fame as a cruse and those who have it not look upon it as a dream, hance read more

Famous people state fame as a cruse and those who have it not look upon it as a dream, hance dreams are cruses.